Well today they printed a really lovely story on the friendship between the two, with a full apology for yesterday's error and publicised a tribute fund people have set up. It's still sad, but nice that something positive is coming out of all of this

(Wahaca. There are more froufrou places but if anyone is snobby about Wahaca - esp. the ceviche tostadas, pibil tacos and black beans w/cheese and crema - I will CUT THEM)
TOTALLY GOING TO DO WORK NOW THXBYE

I'm sitting outside a cafe in greenwich waiting to sign out lease. Xylopwn is eating, sorry INHALING like an aardvark, a plate of beans on toast. I am sipping a macchiato and contemplating buying some fags (don't want to smell smoky for new landlord, but SCANTING for a puff.)
Today- moving. I hope the Albanian thugs I've hired to help us move don't steal out stuff. I'm kind of hoping they offer to sell us drugs.
The rest of the weekend depends on how today pans out, but hoping to see some friends and drink moderately- heavily. (Have been off booze all week, so I'm gonna be a 3-can-dan tonight).

Weather seems to be holding out. But I do have a cold and I don't want to overdo it into something worse. All this sneezing is driving me batty. On a side note, I need to get my hair 'did' badly. It's looking a little on the faded side. :(

I would like to see, but that's three I am sure I can make plans to see at other times.
I'm with you on the avoiding further illness. I just came back from holiday, I am supposed to be relaxed. Not ill.

With a cup of SONETHING (fiZzy) then I would suggest that greenwich is lovely on a fine saturday? (Having said that, I need to be at the old flat between 3 and 4.30 to observe/ help the cleaners, so maybe spitalfields is handier?)

Had a meeting with the director, who asked me where I wanted *to be* in the next 12 months. His plans for me are significantly more ambitious than mine were, and he bscked it up by informing me that I'm getting a pay rise effective next month.

I'm pretty sure me being horredously over promoted is part of a wider game he's playing in order to extend his power, but to be honest I don't really give a shit.

The Very Latest Tradition: National Land Policy and the reconstruction of custom in rural Malawi.

It's about customary land rights, and whether private/individual titled ownership is better than other forms of tenure (clue: it's not), and matrilineality, and chiefs, and legacies of colonialism, and things like that. I just need to start writing :s
But I'll actually be doing it by hand, not on a computer thankyouverymuch.

My MA is in development, which is basically a non-subject that lets us cherry-pick all the easy stuff from politics/political philosophy, economics, sociology, social policy, history, etc without ever having to understand the context. I've just outraged my flatmate by admitting I've not read a single bit of Marx for this dissertation. Sweet.

my first thing from love film. was ok but bit disappointed because i loved the book so much. it felt a bit....i dunno. empty. bit too weightless. still pretty good though. direction, performances, etc.

playing tennis in 40 minutes. then a mooch around before going to some new indie club in southend tonight.

an indie club! in southend! what the fuck could fucking go wrong. work saturday and sunday. wicked.

also. yesterday in work, me and daryl....in a complete non-ironic way...realised that the Rocky 4 soundtrack his honestly one of the most stunning collections of songs of all time. look it up.

It wasn't on last week and according to their facebook group they've stopped it till Autumn. Apparently the first week was rammed and then after that the next few weeks there was no-one there from what I heard.

i don't remember getting home, but apparently i text my flatmate saying "yes. almond", forced him to watch the can't hug every cat video with me twice, then walked out of the room saying "this is so funny i have to leave". then fell over.

and I just moved it last week and some of it just kind of fell apart :) Sucks cos I really wanted to use it this week but the guy who could fix it wasn't around when I took it in. I just need a nut or something, nothing much but enough that I can't ride it :(

Tonight: Stay up late, listen to records
Tomorrow: Try to do a clean installation of the new Mac operating system... somehow
Sunday: Nothing

Most depressing weekend I can possibly think of (well, the record listening is good, but girlfriend will demand they be played quietly as she's up early for work tomorrow). I bet I'll end up doing ironing whilst I'm waiting for the computer to install as well.